Today was definitely the darkest day in Lin Feng's career as a true disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

He has been in the sect for eight years, worshiping under the master Ling Jianfeng Elder Ma Fengmen as the third generation of true disciples, his talent is excellent, he started at the age of fourteen, and at the age of twenty-two he has successfully broken through the Yin Void Realm, and last year he shined when he broke through the Extreme Yin Cliff, and even the little disciple who died in the battle of more than 100 disciples that year, the most beloved mantle disciple also died, and the master Bo Liu Qingfeng, who was depressed all day long, also patted him on the shoulder.

Since then, he has been the second leader of the disciples of the Discipline Hall, occasionally inspecting the sect, and you can also see the first beauty of Baimiao Peak who infiltrated the evil sect during the Great War and has a cold temperament.

Also, the beautiful and unreal, amazing but hunger strike Zhao Yi's senior sister.

Also, there are more than a dozen amazing and brilliant senior brothers in the sect and the demons who have entered in the last ten years.

These years are quiet, and this practice is bright!

Until today, his brain has been pumped to do the task of welcoming new disciples, and even delayed the Heavenly Drum Festival for this, where the eighteen masters are rarely harmonious, it can be said that the older generation of masters are leaping forward, and the younger generation of talents are everywhere.

However, what the hell is going on now?

Who's next to it?

Looks a few years younger than me, why do you feel like you're facing an old monster? Can't lift the slightest bit of martial arts?

What is this doing? Have you been mixed in with the masters of heavenly evil and ghost green? What we brought in?

The two senior siblings of the other peaks next to them obviously had the same mood, and they looked aggrieved and panicked.

In front, we arrived at Tianmen Mountain, where the inner disciples were, and the fifty-six new disciples who had just entered the gate, including the two disciples with true transmission qualifications, had already been sent to the "General Sect Hall".

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up a little, there were still a few true disciples there, especially Xie Lingwu's guy, that kid entered the sect later than himself, but now he is in the Yin and Void Triple Sea Realm, only twenty-one years old, it is said that there is already a shadow of one percent of the little disciple of the master uncle who died in battle!

That guy is a demon, extremely powerful, and must have the ability to stop this strange man.

Thinking of this, he gave the other two senior siblings a look.

The two looked back and understood.

And then

I heard the "strange man" say: "The eyes are too right, you want to take me to Tianmen Mountain, where there are masters waiting for me?"

“？”

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably fell into deep self-doubt, did I just accidentally say what was in my heart?

The other two were stunned.

After a while, Lin Feng took a deep breath and said, "If you want to go to the depths of the sect, you must pass through the main sect hall of Tianmen Mountain."

"Go!" Xin Zhuo's tone was extremely relaxed, he was not in a hurry to go back when he returned to the sect, he needed to ponder some manuscripts and explain why he didn't die?

Explaining why you didn't die is the funniest thing in the world.

Lin Feng and the three of them stopped talking, and were hugged by Xin Zhuo's arms, and went straight to Tianmen Mountain like three good babies.

A moment later, when it arrived, the Inner Gate Disciple Transfer Resource Office of Tianmen Mountain, which was full of warehouse-like buildings, was densely packed with people, and it was even more prosperous than it was at the beginning.

Sure enough, the most important thing in this world is people.

It's just that almost all the inner disciples, whether they are escorting the spirit grass, transferring materials, or making overall calculations, are all surprised to see it.

When...... Those high-ranking true lineage disciples can hook up their shoulders and backs, and the relationship is so good?

It was easy to get to the main hall, and in the courtyard, the fifty-eight new disciples who had entered the previous entrance lined up in several rows, waiting silently, and the eighteen inner disciples in front were in charge, handing out disciples' robes and uniforms, identity waist cards, arranging accommodations and tasks, and so on.

Even the prince Ling Tianjun and Yu'er, the two who are qualified to enter the list of true legends, are no exception, because the Heavenly Drum Conference is still going on, and no elders in the sect have time to accept disciples.

When Xin Zhuo arrived here, he let go of Lin Feng and the three of them and looked at a few old Fusang trees in the corner on the side.

Ten years ago, he did one of the four major events of the successor to the head of the family, the Dzi abacus, and the integration of corruption in Tianmen Mountain.

He was in a silent daze, a group of new disciples had already discovered him, that Yu'er's eyes were slightly bright, and the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, he didn't know what kind of person this person who looked a few years older than himself was, and he didn't dare to ask.

However, the prince Ling Tianjun didn't have any scruples, pointed over, and sneered: "I've seen that person, it seems that he entered with us, why didn't he come to join the team and wait?"

As soon as these words came out, the eighteen inner door masters subconsciously looked at Lin Feng and the three of them with questions, and they clearly saw that this kid with a face came in with Lin Feng and the three of them.

Lin Feng's expression moved slightly, and he immediately widened the distance between him and Xin Zhuo, and scolded the hall: "Senior Brother Xie, if you don't come out yet, when will you stay?"

"What?"

A cold voice came from the hall of the General Sect, and then a figure wrapped in extreme yin qi flashed outside the door, it was a handsome young man with a long posture and sword eyebrows, but his expression was seven points cold and three points arrogant, and there was a seven-star sword hanging on his waist, which was bright and dazzling.

"Uncle Xie!"

The eighteen inner sect masters immediately turned around and saluted, and then glanced at the group of new disciples behind them.

A group of new disciples were a little dazed, but they obviously also discovered that this person was extraordinary, and immediately followed Shi Li: "Uncle Xie!"

Xie Lingwu bowed his head lightly, put his hands behind his back, smiled indifferently, and when he looked at Xin Zhuo again, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't need Lin Feng and the others to remind him again, he had already found that this person was unusual, and the momentum of the Yin Void Triple Sea came out majestically, and said indifferently: "This ......"

Before he finished speaking, his body went limp, and he lay on the ground, unable to move, and then he felt his back sink, and the man was already sitting on his back.

"You're not old, what are you pretending to be, your rank is not enough, your talent is average, the sect is really going back more and more to accept disciples!"

Xin Zhuo felt something, took Xie Lingwu as a stool, and continued to look at the few Fusang trees, he hadn't figured out the draft yet.

I'm not dead, living with a demon girl? Apparently not.

I met the old man with the white beard? That's!

To tell you the truth, I went to the Dry Spirit River Stream? Met four celestials and five decays and a group of immortal cultivators, does anyone believe it? After all, it is said that the first master of the eighteen sects is only the first decline of the five decays of heaven and man!

"Uh......"

Xie Lingwu was lying on the ground, his black hair was hanging down, he was a little stunned for a while, and then he became angry, his handsome face was flushed, and he tried his best to break free, but he couldn't break free, so his face turned pale, and he looked up at Lin Feng and the three of them blankly: "You three bastards, use me as a gunman, and trap me like this?"

“？”

Lin Feng and the three of them were even more puzzled, Xie Lingwu was amazingly talented, famous in all directions, and even had the figure of the deceased first young master, and he was resourceful, why......

A group of budding young boys and girls disciples widened their eyes and were confused.

Ling Tianjun's face changed again and again, and he quietly stepped back.

Yu'er's eyes brightened.

Xie Lingwu struggled again, simply gave up, gritted his teeth and said angrily at Lin Feng and the others: "What are you doing in a daze? Go to the Xuantian Hall for help! ”

That prince Ling Tianjun also held his courage and said, "That's right! Hurry up and invite the master of the sect, how can my Xuantian Sword Sect allow others to bully? ”

Only then did Lin Feng and the others react and wanted to escape, but as soon as they turned around, they were pressed to the ground by the power of the three Yin and Yang Taiji.

"This ......"

The whole compound was as quiet as death.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in the distance, and the Yin Pole Qi surrounded his body, and it was a true disciple of the Yin Void Triple Sea, who glanced around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Feng can be regarded as waiting for a savior, and shouted loudly: "Senior nephew Sun, there is an evil person invading, hurry up and ask for help!"

The visitor glanced around again, and finally saw Xin Zhuo sitting on Xie Lingwu in the blind spot, first frowned and was puzzled, then his pupils dilated, and finally his face turned pale.

(End of chapter)